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20131229_124942What is the true meaning of inspiration? In theology it means: a divine influence directly and immediately exerted upon the mind or soul. Inspire means to fill with enlivening or exalting emotion. I am not trying to give you a grammar lesson, but actually emphasizing my feeling.

I recently went on a second holiday to the magnificent wonder that is Victoria Falls, Zimbabwe, otherwise known as Mosi-Oa Tunya. The smoke the thunders.

When I woke up the first morning in our double storey bungalow, I stepped outside and knew I have arrived. From our porch, although it was rainy, you could see an endless landscape of trees. We were greeted by a little buck, that I only later found out from the GM, is called the bushbuck, but to me, it was Bambi. A family of warthog wholeheartedly nibbled on our lawn with good morning grunts, and two wildly attractive guinea fowl popped by to see if we are settled in. What makes this even more magical is the fact that there are absolutely no fences. These inhabitants are free to roam as it was intended from the beginning of time.

Our first day was a very hot excursion to the wonder of Vic Falls itself. Although I have seen it before, standing there with water pouring down more than 100 meters over a width of 1708 meters, I realised something. It’s indescribable. It’s the kind of moment where sonnets are born. I wonder how Shakespeare would have described this.

The water flows so elegantly, on it’s neatly laid out path. It’s an elegant motion because it doesn’t seek where to go. What halted me to absolute silence was the realisation of how small I am compared to this magnificence? I am only but a speck in the total equation of life. A scary thought entered my mind; I am part of the circle to keep this grandeur we call earth alive.

Walking through the rainforest, every step I took was a step to a clearer mind. It filled me with exalting emotion. It was almost as if the universe was tapping me on the shoulder, telling me to stop, listen, and see. Not look, but actually see.I passed a branch where a monkey was fast asleep, but unfortunately awoken by my very creepy stare. Time stood still in moment.It’s as if, at that specific moment, we understood each other.I must say, thinking about it now, I am pretty sure I was just imagining myself, because he rubbed his eyes, looked at me and well, went back to sleep.” It’s my home so please get off my front porch missy.”

We live such busy lives; we simply forget to take in a breath of fresh air now and again and really look around. No wait, I think our biggest problem is we don’t dream often enough. We don’t sit around daydreaminghumble things like a rainforest and its residents or the wind swiftly caressing your skin on a boat cruise.

Vic Falls is a place where you can get lost, not in the forest but within yourself. Forget about counselling, save the money and go sit at the edge of Devils Cataract. It is here where you will find all the answers you need. Needless to say, my mind and soul was divinely influence by this phenomenon.

As I was sitting outside that evening, with the sounds of the African wind chime, the frog, singing its traditional ballad, I was empty inside. Empty of all that is unnecessary but filled with the inspiration to come back one day and experience it all over again.

About the Author: My Name is Jessica Schoombee. Local Namibian freelance writer and blogger. I am an eccentric young lady who has a love affair with writing.

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1511602_447163868744750_40445914_nWhat is the true meaning of inspiration? In theology it means: a divine influence directly and immediately exerted upon the mind or soul. Inspire means to fill with enlivening or exalting emotion. I am not trying to give you a grammar lesson, but actually emphasizing my feeling.

I recently went on a second holiday to the magnificent wonder that is Victoria Falls, or otherwise known as Mosi-oa-Tunya—”the smoke that thunders”.
When I woke up the first morning in our thatched roof bungalow, I stepped outside and knew I have arrived. From our porch, although it was rainy, you could see an endless landscape of trees. We were greeted by a little buck, that I only later found out from the GM, is called the bushbuck, but to me, it was Bambi. A family of warthog wholeheartedly nibbled on our lawn with good morning grunts, and two wildly attractive guinea fowl popped by to see if we are settled in. What makes this even more magical is the fact that there are absolutely no fences. These inhabitants are free to roam as it was intended from the beginning of time.

Our first day was a very hot excursion to the wonder of Victoria Falls itself. Although I have seen it before, standing there with water pouring down more than 100 meters over a width of 1708 meters, I realised something. It’s indescribable. It’s the kind of moment where sonnets are born. I wonder how Shakespeare would have described this.
The water flows so elegantly, on its neatly laid out path. It’s an elegant motion because it doesn’t seek where to go. What halted me to absolute silence was the realization of how small I am compared to this magnificence? I am only but a speck in the total equation of life. A scary thought entered my mind; I am part of the circle to keep this grandeur we call earth alive.

Walking through the rainforest, every step I took was a step to a clearer mind. It filled me with exalting emotion. It was almost as if the universe was tapping me on the shoulder, telling me to stop, listen, and see. Not look, but actually see.I passed a branch where a monkey was fast asleep, but unfortunately awoken by my very creepy stare. Time stood still in moment.It’s as if, at that specific moment, we understood each other.I must say, thinking about it now, I am pretty sure I was just imagining myself, because he rubbed his eyes, looked at me and well, went back to sleep.” It’s my home so please get off my front porch missy.”

We live such busy lives; we simply forget to take in a breath of fresh air now and again and really look around. No wait, I think our biggest problem is we don’t dream often enough. We don’t sit around daydreaming humble things like a rainforest and its residents or the wind swiftly caressing your skin on a boat cruise.

Vic Falls is a place where you can get lost, not in the forest but within yourself. Forget about counseling, save the money and go sit at the edge of Devils Cataract. It is here where you will find all the answers you need. Needless to say, my mind and soul was divinely influenced by this phenomenon.

As I was sitting outside that evening, with the sounds of the African wind chime, the frog, singing its traditional ballad, I was empty inside. Empty of all that is unnecessary but filled with the inspiration to come back one day and experience it all over again.

About the Author: My name is Jessica Thomas Schoombee, a local Namibian freelance writer. I am an eccentric young lady who has a love affair with writing. My resume includes: Creativity Analyst, Rock star, Beer & Chocolate specialist, Wallpaper engineer. Well, actually, I’m none of these, I’m just a writer.

Thank you for reading and commenting. Please enter our next Travel Writing competition and tell your story.

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Mia Coffin is a waitress, a world traveler, and would-be anthropologist. Coming from a large family in a small town in California she continually escapes her normal life in search of distant shores and adventure. Being an experienced traveler, Mia knows if things can go wrong they surely will––just how wrong, Mia recounts as she travels solo through Indonesia, Lebanon, Africa and New Zealand.

Mia is charged by an angry elephant, kidnapped by a Hezbollah drug lord, and gets caught up in a in a baby smuggling ring––all the while keeping her wicked sense of humor and never forgetting to email her worried mom back home. She fumbles with strange cultures, unfamiliar languages and unforgettable characters and realizes just how precious her home and family are to her. Invariably, Mia steps up to each ticket counter throughout her travels and requests––One, please!

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By Lee Abbamonte

Travel opens your eyes and your mind to a whole new world.

Travel enables you to see the world through other peoples eyes and from other points of view.

Travel increases your awareness of other cultures and people.

Travel makes you smarter.

Travel is the best education you can receive.

Travel enables you to speak intelligently on a variety of global topics.

Travel shows you how global policy effects different countries and different types of people.

Travel brings you to places you’ve only dreamed about seeing.

Travel shows you landscapes you never thought were possible.

Travel shows you what real beauty is.

Travel shows you that everything is beautiful in its own way.

Travel makes books and television come to life.

Travel makes adventures happen everyday.

Travel makes dreams come true.

Travel gives you a sense of enormous accomplishment.

Travel gives you something to look forward to to.

Travel gives you options.

Travel is a lifetime journey that is never the same twice.

Travel makes the big world small.

Travel humbles you.

Travel puts things into perspective.

Travel shows you what poor is.

Travel shows you how unfair this world can be.

Travel shows you people overcoming the longest odds to live their life to the fullest.

Travel shows you triumphs of the human spirit.

Travel teaches you how to say “Cheers” in 30 different languages.

Travel teaches you the International language of beer.

Travel teaches you to appreciate wine and the beauty of vineyards.

Travel teaches you to try new things.

Travel makes you yearn to do new things.

Travel teaches you the difference between a traveler and a tourist.

Travel teaches you to become a traveler and not just a tourist.

Lee Abbamonte is the youngest American to visit every country in the world. I am a travel writer, travel expert, global adventurer and have appeared on NBC, CNN, ESPN, GBTV, Fox News, Jetset Social and have been featured in the New York Times, Washington Post, Huffington Post, Bloomberg, Smart Money, Slate, OK! Magazine, Peter Greenberg radio and many others. I’ve visited 306 countries and am one of the world’s most-traveled people.

“I believe in globalization of everything including people. I believe that I am a citizen of Earth. I believe that people around the world are at their core, basically good and the same. I believe that more people should experience the world and the way traveling can open their eyes and minds to different and exciting things. I believe in just being myself. I believe in life.” – Lee Abbamonte